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I couldn't hear what everyone said later that night. All I could think about was the gentle touch and warmth in my arms. I was just subconsciously trying not to let her bump into me, but somehow, she ended up falling into my arms...

It was only a moment, but I could feel that she and I were both frozen there... My brain lost the ability to think in an instant and became blank...

I could smell her fragrance from the tip of my nose. She was dressed up today, and her long hair fell right on my face. It made me feel itchy, but I didn’t know if it was my face that was itching or my heart that was itching…

If Zhou Ruoxing hadn't been lying on top of me, struggling to explain to Brother Min, I would have probably stayed there for a long time...

I felt like my face was burning, and I felt so awkward that I wanted to find a crack to hide. But I suppressed my shyness, carefully reached out my hand, and pulled her up.

I secretly observed her expression, fearing that she would be angry because of my abruptness. The light in the box was a little dim, but I could clearly see the blush on her cheeks and her eyes that avoided looking at me...

Let me be a little moved...

All night long, I couldn't help but look at her, and I was completely distracted. Zhou Ruoxing, who was standing next to me, seemed to see that I had been silent for too long, and secretly said to me, "Chen Yi, what are you daydreaming about?"

I smiled but didn't answer him. I was indeed...thinking about something very important...

That night, it was Min's agent who sent the girls home, and we guys shared a car, so I didn't have a chance to be alone with her, and... I kept secretly looking at her tonight, but she never looked in my direction... She seemed to be avoiding me...

I felt bitter inside but didn't show it at all. After our shared car sent Ruoxing and Xiaochen home, I finally arrived home too.

"Mom, I'm back."

"I'm back, Xiaoyi. Did you have fun with your friends tonight?"

"Yeah, pretty good." I urgently needed some time to sort out my thoughts, so my answer was a bit perfunctory.

My mother seemed to notice that I was absent-minded, and perhaps she remembered that she was also partying with us tonight. An ambiguous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she waved her hand and called me to her side.

I didn't understand why. After all, my brain had basically no ability to think, so I just sat next to her obediently.

"Xiaoyi, are you thinking about Qingyao..." Mom went straight to the point. When I heard her name, I couldn't help but tremble...

I didn't say anything, but my reaction said it all.

My mother noticed my hesitation and asked, "Did something happen? I saw you two got along well last time."

"No... just thinking about something."

My mother carefully observed my expression and said, "Xiaoyi, are you hesitating? You don't dare to tell her your feelings, right?"

I looked at her in surprise. I didn't know why my mother could see through the thing that I had been struggling with all night so quickly.

Mom smiled gently, "No one knows a child better than his mother. The last time you saw that child, your eyes were about to fall on him. So if you say that you have changed your mind, I absolutely don't believe it. Since you still like him, and you are frowning today, I can't think of any other reason except this."

I lowered my head. I felt uncomfortable because my heart was being poked. Actually, I didn’t know what I was struggling with all night. It seemed that the unexpected hug forced me to think about a question: I really like her, but can I express my feelings to her?

She is so good, living in such a loving family, shining like a little sun on those around her. With my personality and family... am I really qualified to say that I like her... Can I really make her happier...

My mother looked at me so gently without saying anything, as if she was encouraging me to speak out my thoughts. I sighed and did not directly answer her guess. Instead, I asked a question...

"Mom, can I really maintain a good relationship? After all... this thing is so difficult..."

I saw my mother's expression as she looked at me and froze for a second...

It seemed that my problem reminded her of her failed marriage. It was also a pity that this incident left me with some psychological trauma after all... She sighed and said earnestly, "Xiaoyi, you can't deny all your feelings just because your father and I are unhappy. It's not easy to meet someone you like. You have already met him at such a young age. This is your luck. You have to seize it."

"But...Mom...she's very good...I..."

Mom reached out and held me in her arms after a long time. Her rough hands gently patted my back. "Xiaoyi, love is not something that can be forced. Mom also knows that Qingyao is a good child. She has a good family, a good personality, and good looks. Compared with other families, our family does lack something. However, first of all, you should not give up your right to pursue happiness. No matter what, you will know the final result only after you have tried your best, right?"

I buried myself in my mother's arms in silence, my mind was filled with her appearance, her charming smile, her sick and weak appearance, the way she joked with herself, the way she enthusiastically helped the young couple to give advice, the way she chatted with her mother, and the way she called herself Chen Yi...

We've only known each other for a year, but when did all of her looks become engraved in my mind...

The cell phone in my pocket suddenly rang, pulling me back from my thoughts. I stepped out of my mother's arms and took a look. It was Zhou Ruoxing. I was a little confused. Hadn't we just separated not long ago? What happened to him?

I looked at my mother, and she nodded, motioning for me to answer the phone. She turned and went into the bedroom. I clicked the answer button, and then I heard Zhou Ruoxing's familiar loud voice.

"Chen Yi!!! I just finished calling Xiao Chen. I was in the car just now. I didn't tell you two because I was afraid of exposing Brother Min's identity. Do you know what Brother Min said to me just before he left? He asked us to help plan a formal confession to Qing Nian!!! Confession!!! I'm so excited. Quick, let's create a small group and add the three ladies. Let's plan it out carefully!"

I held the microphone, my head buzzed, and the word "confession" kept echoing in my ears and couldn't be shaken off.

"Chen Yi, are you listening? Why aren't you excited? We have to do this well."

I came back to my senses and said, "Excited, of course I'm excited. Okay, you create a group and I'll think about it. If we have any good ideas, we can talk about them in the group."

Confession...what a touching word...

Once an idea takes root in your heart, it can never be removed...

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I have to say that since the establishment of the "Confession Planning Group", the bells have been ringing every day. She and I are the most active planners in this group. We joke around every day as if nothing happened...

In order not to affect Gu Min's normal work, our group didn't even invite the person who was going to confess to join. It was not until everyone worked together to come up with a very... at least everyone thought it was a very complete confession plan and handed it to Brother Min that Brother Min knew everyone's ideas. Then he added a lot of details based on his own ideas, and this confession drama was gradually approaching in everyone's excitement...

On the day of the confession, several of us boys followed Brother Min to the confession venue early to set up. Everyone was busy, and the protagonist of the ceremony was checking back and forth, sometimes inserting lavender, sometimes checking the pitch of his piano. As the time approached, I saw that he was visibly nervous, even to the point of shaking hands...

I handed him a bottle of water and said, "Brother Min, don't be too nervous. It will go very smoothly."

Brother Min took the water and gulped down half of it. Then he smiled and said, "You don't know it now, but when the time comes, when you confess your love to the girl you love, you may be more nervous than me."

I paused for a moment while holding the water bottle, imagining the scene... Would it be... very stressful...